I'm on a journey with a set destination. Heaven! I want to journey well and bless those traveling alongside me. I don't want to sit - I want to make progress - everyday. But I know, I must feel the brush of His Robes, or I'll never make the climb. This blog will chronicle my journey, but more importantly, it will share my moments of reaching for the Robes of Christ.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Through the simple --- He speaks...

It happens every afternoon beginning around 4:30 --- pure joy shows up and splashes around in our kitchen garden.

God makes every part of it ---- no person could bring it about.

He made the birds that bathe

in the water He made,

over the flowers He created,

under the sky He formed,

surrounded by the trees He grew.

Without God NONE of it would be.

It has not been soiled by mans attempts to make it "better".

The baby blue birds that hatched in the birdhouse on the fencepost across the road from our front porch --- they speak to me of God. Not a sound comes from them --- but they preach.

The joy they have in a puddle of water ---- is indescribable.

It makes me pause daily and be reminded ---

greatest joys come from simple things.

The world tries to demand that peace and joy and contentment come with success and privilege, recognition among men and full bank accounts.
But truth be told ----
---most people who have tasted "success" find themselves looking for significance --- and if they find it, they find it in God.
---many people who live in arenas of privilege, speak sadly of their intense loneliness - not knowing who is there for them or who just wants a piece of them.
---countless people who are widely recognized and hold positions of authority find themselves appreciated by a few, pursued by some, hated by many, and ridiculed no matter what they do.
---there is no such thing as a full bank account - there is no cap - no top - no limit --- the implication is - there is never quite enough -- i'm reminded of the man whose storehouses were full, so he built larger store houses, indulged in life, and died that very night. (Luke 12:16-21)

But God, in His wonderful ways of "speaking" to us ---- is continually reminding us ---- watch the birds, look at the flowers, count the sunrises, feel my rains. I am the way, the truth, and the life ---- I will meet your needs and show you the path I have for you.

The birds do not sit and wait to be served the cool waters of the birdbath or the seeds they find on the ground. They are busy, working, watching, attentive, ready. From these tiny winged jewels, we can learn much.

The bathing birds preach it every afternoon ---- without a word...
They are the picture of joy.

"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store
away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much
more valuable than they?" Matthew 6:26

"He told them another parable: “The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field.32
Though it is the smallest of all seeds, yet when it grows, it is the
largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds come and
perch in its branches.” Matthew 13:31-32

“I am the way and the truth and the life." John 14:6

"Lean on, trust in, and be confident in the Lord with all your heart
and mind and do not rely on your own insight or understanding. In all your ways know, recognize, and acknowledge Him, and He will direct and make straight and plain your paths." Proverbs 3:5-6

About Me

Married to Steve, mother to Michael, Maggie, and Peter, daughter of Donald and Kathryn Glover, sister to Kathy Williams and Jeff Glover ----- follower of Jesus Christ, and life-long learner. I was an elementary school teacher for 14 years and then worked serving those preparing to go on missions trips to Africa. I've enjoyed free-lance writing for several years. Now, we serve in Kenya teaching Godly Principles of Marriage as we mentor and encourage couples to bless each other, bless their children and homes, honor God, and multiply goodness around them. What a life we are living... so thankful.